Things I find in my Backpack...

So I was cleaning out the backpack i take to work and i find this piece of paper. I was 2 seconds from throwing it away and something told me to open it and look at what it was. It was someting I wrote on April 26, 2007. It's untitled and I actually can't remember what or who was the muse but here is it.

Untitled

Deep Dark Dangerous Voice
Enters my mind without warning
I've heard this voice before
Voice of trust
but disappointing in the end.

This deep, dark, dangerous voice
Fills my mind with weird, warm, worried
thoughts
The voice is welcoming, inviting, enchanting.
Different from the voices of the past.

This deep, dark, dangerous voice
Frightens me.
The tone it emitts
To hear it
My soul becomes captivated
It makes me giddy even.

This deep, dark, dangerous voice
Sends chills down my spine
Explination of it's being
attracts creativity
Instead of negative energy I endured in the past

This deep dark dangerous voice
Makes me motionless
mindful and
mystified
How can this one voice
this unknowing voice
this, at times sounding stuck up, voice
Make me smile?


This is a pretty messed up piece but whatever....
until next post.